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Professor Braxton Marshall did not live far from his job. He taught ecology at Burnygrove University and enjoyed his work very much. Between teaching the next generation of promising students and indulging in many various research projects, the professor's career was very fulfilling.

During his tenure at Burnygrove, he's connected with several peers near and far. The big wolf was seen in and out of many circles. He was simply hard to miss being six-foot- four and weighing just over a hundred and eighty kilos. The professor was a large man. He sported an equally large and impressive beard. His shaggy mane of dark brown hair made a stark contrast against the blue and tan fur. His colourful jokes and bright smile would always light up the room.

Tonight, Braxton looked forward to a quiet evening of relaxation back at home. His teaching assistant had caught a nasty cold and he had to spend most of his day performing the menial tasks usually left up to the junior teacher. It was late afternoon by the time the wolf returned to his residence. He noticed a package left haphazardly upon his doormat.

"I wasn't expecting anything today," the professor said to himself. He picked up the parcel and unlocked the door. Stepping into his living room, he kicked off his shoes and headed immediately to his study.

Inside his personal sanctuary, Braxton decided to change into a comfortable pair of sweatpants. Without his shirt, the wolf's ample belly was allowed to spread out comfortably. His pierced nipples stood proud now that they were free from the restraint of fabric. The wolf plopped down at his desk, letting his exposed chest and belly jiggle a bit as he rummaged through one of his many drawers.

"There you are," the wolf said as he pulled out his trusty pipe box. He packed some fragrant tobacco into his wooden pipe. With a quick light from a match, the professor takes a deep puff. Letting out a soft growl, plumes of smoke seep out from his nose and teeth. Finally settled in and relaxed, he takes note of the parcel sitting on his desk.

The label shows the sender was a fellow colleague, Dr. Manny. The eccentric tanuki had sent the occasional fascinating and exotic article or paper from time to time, but today was the first time he was sent something in the post instead of an email. He tore open the packaging and discovered what looked like a jar filled with blue slugs. Surprised at first, the professor wondered how the creatures had survived being in a sealed container. Then he discovered the note stuffed in with the slugs.

"Hey, I picked up an interesting specimen on my last excursion. Don't ask how I got it and don't worry about them needing air. It turns out these things don't need to breathe. These things group together as a colony, and the one with the darker blue veins on its back is the queen. Be careful with their excretions, they have some very potent aphrodisiac effects..."

"An aphrodisiac huh?" Braxton raised an eyebrow and slid the note aside.

He pulled the jar closer to him and looked at the viscus blue slime that coated the inside of the clear container. The professor began his own study of the unusual specimens before him. Carefully opening the jar, the wolf noted only a mild scent of dirt. He stuck a glass rod inside, gently scooping a small amount of the light blue slime onto it. In another drawer, he had a few crickets he used for feeding his personal collection of fauna. He rubbed some of the slick slime onto one of the crickets.

The slime stained the insect's surface with a light blue colour. The effects were near instantaneous. The cricket began to sing its mating song and fight off any other males in the vicinity. Braxton made detailed notes of all his observations of the effects of the strange slug's secretions.

The professor also found the queen nestled in the centre of the writhing mass. He could make out the darker vein like streaks on her body. She was only slightly larger than the others. Her eyes stalks would wave in the wolf's direction every time they popped out, but no other behaviour set her apart from the rest of the colony.

Minutes flew by as Braxton studied the writhing blue mass. He made his notes and took the occasional puff from his pipe before letting out a loud yawn. The big wolf leaned back in his chair and stretched out his arms. He was getting tired but wanted to finish up his last research journal entry. The smouldering coal had long turned into inert ash while staring at his screen. He tried to think of the optimal way to organise his findings, but the wolf started to doze off.

To his folly from exhaustion, Braxton neglected to close the jar. His glass rod stuck into the container provided a ladder for the queen to escape. Her instincts drew her to the sleeping wolf and the slimy creature crept over his desk, down the side and towards the professor's foot. Sensing her new home, she made her way up Braxton's pant leg.

Without any pesky underwear to stand in her way, the queen moved into the wolf's plump sheath. She stretches the tip of her slimy head and slides inside the wolf's fuzzy bulge. Her slimy blue body squishes gently into the warm enveloping interior. She quickly finds the narrow opening of the sleeping wolf's penis and pushes right into the opening of his urethra.

Braxton's foot merely twitched at the intrusion as he continued to snooze. Slowly it crept further down the right confines of the sensitive tunnel. The queen reached the base of the wolf's cock and easily traversed the tight bend. Once she pulled her body a little further, she was met with the entrance of her target.

The slippery slug wormed its way into Braxton's prostate. The veins along its body pulsed and throbbed as it arrived at its target destination. The queen finds the tiny entries into the wolf's vas deferens and attaches to the opening. Her body slowly fused to the organ and new chemicals began to flood into the sleeping professor's body.

Nestled inside the pleasure gland, the queen became one with his flesh. Her blue veins fused with the fine capillaries of Braxton's blood vessels, releasing its concentrated chemical cocktail into his circulatory system. The effects were immediate. The wolf's cock spilled out from his sheath, tenting his sweatpants.

Feeling the burning arousal exploded from his crotch. The stimulation caused the wolf to wake. He was painfully aware of his throbbing dick between his legs.

"F-Fuck," Braxton began to pant and groan, feeling his body grow hot. He stood up and yanked down his pants, releasing his burning arousal. His canine cock flopped onto his desk, making a soft clack as his 0 gauge ring slammed against the surface. His throbbing tip caused the metal to tap in rhythm with his heart.

"What the hell?" the wolf cried out as he noticed his pre squirted out almost like cum. Even more strange than the copious amount of fluid leaking from his tip was the light blue colour it seemed to stain the otherwise clean surface of his desk. His fingers grazed his shaft and his cock throbbed hard again. His shaft was incredibly sensitive.

The professor's concerns soon faded as he looked back at the jar. He must have come into contact with the slime. His wild arousal with his devious curiosity culminated into a very unsound idea.

"If a little bit of this stuff goes this far. I wonder what it would feel like...if," a cold shiver ran up the wolf's spine as he bit his lower lip. Wicked and perverted thoughts flooded his mind and he grabbed the jar.

He reached an ungloved paw right inside and scooped out a few squirming blue slugs. He quickly moved them onto his pulsing shaft and watched them immediately take interest. Unknownst to Braxton, the slugs had detected their queen's trail and followed it right towards the wolf's tip.

Braxton moans from just the feeling of the slimy creatures creeping along his throbbing shaft. One clung onto his piercing and squished its body right into the wolf's urethra. After sliding the bulk of its body past the metal and down his shaft, the others started to squirm in after it.

The professor was drooling in mind blowing pleasure. The arousing effects of the slugs' slime was beyond intense. His paws gripped his desk hard as he tried not to cum once the slugs reached the base of his cock and entered his prostate.

He needed more.

Thinking only of what heights of ecstasy he could reach, Braxton knocked over the jar and watched as the squirming blue mass spilled out onto his desk. The rest of the colony raced towards his leaking head and pushed themselves down sometimes two at a time past the stretched opening.

So distracted by the sensation of the tiny critters worming their bodies into his cock, he didn't notice his swelling knot had also taken on a purple blue hue. Nor did he notice the drool dripping from the corners of his mouth also had a faint blue colour.

More than half the swarm had entered his cock and Braxton was ready to explode. The changes to his prostate allowed the rest of the slugs to continue deeper until they reached the wolf's testes. Braxton's already goose egg sized balls began to swell as it filled with the new writhing mass of blue occupants.

The slugs squirmed and stimulated the wolf's nuts to produce more and more cum to feed the colony as they flooded into their new home. Once the last lump disappeared down his length, Braxton could no longer hold back and began to paw his blue slime covered cock furiously. Even though his sensitivity was through the roof, it still took minutes of rapid beating and kneading before he could push himself over the edge.

With a loud howl, Braxton's cock erupted. A jet of blue cum splattered across the room. A few slugs that were still in his prostate shot out onto his lap and desk as more and more blue slimy seed dribbled out from the wolf's cock. His body shuddered and he collapsed into his chair while his dick continued to spurt.

By the time his eyes could focus again, he shook his head. He looked down and finally noticed all the changes to his cock. Not only had his knot taken on a blue tinge, but his nuts were enormous, each easily the size of a large apple. He let out a soft moan as he could feel the squirming of numerous slugs beneath the taught surface.

As he was catching his breath, he felt another ping of pleasure as the slugs that were ejected from his orgasm had already returned. He watched them creep up his length and disappear back into his still leaking tip once more. Braxton closed his eyes and bit his tongue as he felt them return through his prostate and back into his nuts with their brethren.

"Oh fuck...that was incredible!" Still panting and gathering his thoughts, Braxton tried to clean up his desk. He stopped when he noticed the other side of Dr. Manny's note.

"P.S. Be warned, the queen wants to fuse with the sexual organs of another creature. Fusion is permanent and the colony will follow wherever their queen is. Infested creatures will usually end up producing another queen in about a year. Enjoy the specimens, Dr. Manny."

"Hmm...I wonder what birthing a queen is like," Braxton asked to himself. His cock began to get hard again at the thought.

"I guess I'll find out in a year," he shrugged and cupped his massive balls. He moaned as he felt the slugs churning beneath the surface and gave them a few good rubs before stroking his cock again. Blue slime gushed out from his stroking. The wolf continued to masturbate again. "In the meantime, I think I can have a lot of fun with these guys."